Be still and know I am God

For those of us who would rather walk quietly in a museum, reshelf and browse books at a library or bookstore; for those who would like to put on a pair of skates and glide on ice under the stars seeing your breath blow out in clouds. For those of us who enjoy curling up with a favorite book, a blanket, and shut out the world around us. The holidays can be a time feeling like you are a Shakespearean actor, thrust onto a wooden, waxed stage. And you become deathly afraid of falling into the musician’s pit or disappointing the audience closely watching you.

Your feelings are valid; nothing is wrong with you. You are a sensitive soul, is my guess. And you are in great company.

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays. May you find a quiet nook this holiday season. Eat, write and be merry. At your own pace, in your own time, in your own way.

Happy writing.

“Be still and know that I am God” is one of my favorite scripture verses.* As an introvert who needs approximately four hours of alone time for every one hour of interaction with others, these words are balm on my soul. It reassures me that peace, quiet and solitude are necessary. I don’t need to seek after worldly things until I burn myself out or to prove to anyone that I’m “worthy.” Jesus died for me–I am his treasured one. This is my compass.

Is it weird that I’m a horror author who is also Christian? I don’t think so. Christianity, once you get past the baby milk and sugar, is actually filled with terrifying ideas and creatures–demons, angels, martyrdom and Hell being just a few. “Be still and know that I am God” are ringing bells of power in the cemetery of death, the world of lies and illusions we navigate before rejoining God in Heaven. Evil lurks behind the tombstones waiting to distract us or to push us off course. Few things about this are fair and the journey is sometimes filled with horrible things. But we get there. With God, we get there.

But let’s step back onto the main path for now. It’s foggy and cold in the cemetery, but the full moon is out and there’s a dry patch under the elm. Let’s talk about my main subject: setting up my writing space.

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